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Author: roshanirathore

I need to plan the adventure.
Its getting to late already
Its high time
If I don’t do it now, then maybe it won’t happen ever.

I gotta go….
Feel the air
And fly with it,
With no boundation at all.
Speaking without uttering sounds,
And listening the silence.

I need it.
More desperately with every passing second.
My boold wants to flow out just to feel true freedom.
And my mind needs new work and mysteries and adventures and plotting to live, because boredom kills.

And important of all…
My soul is hungry for years.
It wants to feed on true depths, true peace, on truth itself.

I am ridiculously happy about the mistake I commit again and again.
I am absolutely sure about the sufferings in the way of this happiness.
And I still don’t wanna stop.
This is love, isn’t it!
Love is a lust, an addiction…
You just don’t wanna stop,
Even if you want it to stop.

You just fall into that pit
And you are just as happy about it as you were the first time.
I guess
We are stupidly in love with love, aren’t we!?

There are floods of emotions
Drowning you,
There are thought
Trying to make sense,
Like souls without
There bodies
Trying to burst out
Through the mouth,
To make there existence felt.
But the tongue betrays
And the mind is in chaos.

The black ink
stains the white paper,
Like blood on
A knights armour.
The marks of the
Unknown tragedies
Hidden from the joyous kingdom,
Caged inside the bars
Between the lines.